My heartfelt prayers go out to all left behind because of what happened on that horrific day.

I was working as a computer systems and network eng at the time. I walked in and saw a building smoking on TV. My spirit was stirred and I looked over at my very good friend Kevin (interesting coincidence) and said that this is an attack on GOD and they are not finished. Three more planes dropped. I walked out and went home. We all did. Man, that day really ****ed me off. This was while I was living in Buffalo. I'm still ****ed but I'm not openly fighting mad so much.

I was in a hospital, of sorts, when this happened. The staff had a long debate as to whether they were even going to allow us to see the news this morning. The prevailing fear was the President was going to enact a state of martial law, thereby preventing those of us that were almost ready to leave from doing so as the nurses and staff warned us it would likely be the case.

All the feelings of another day, in 1984, came rushing back to my mind. You see, my mother was in the basement of the United States Embassy in Beirut when it was bombed. I have a picture of her wearing a flack jacket and helmet from the State Dept photographer. It sent chills up my spine, knowing this would not be the only crash of the day. Something told me the rest of the morning would be more planes crashing into many other structures, and possibly the White House and US Capitol buildings.

My prayers to the families of those that perished on that unholiest of days.

Who has the words to truly capture the emotions of this day? It means so much, to so many. We can only hope/pray that an attack of this nature never occurs again; on foreign or domestic soil. I wish I had more words to exact my feelings about this event. God help us.

i remember that day.

my football practice got cancelled and i had no idea why until i went home and turned on the tv. my dad and i watched the 2nd plane hit.

it was hard to believe that it was "really" happening.

reminded me of the twilight zone.

911 is a day i will Never forget and dont really talk about.One day i will tell my story of that very sad day....Mikey

I remember i was a senior in high school and was sitting in class. a teacher came into our classroom quickly and said to our teacher to turn the tv on. she did and it was just after the first plane had hit and before the second. she then told us that this will be one of the most tragic events in american history and then left. we were all in shock. after that class i was walking on the stairs with a friend to my next class and he said "hey man, know what i just realized, the date is sept 11th. so it's like 911" and i just said "huh...". i guess i was still in shock.